– Happy Days –

“Sir, we’re stuck.”
“For God’s sake, I know that! Just get them to sort it out!”
“Errr…”
“Is your radio broken? Look, I’ll use my phone. Don’t you have yours on you? What kind of security are you?”
“My radio isn’t broken, sir. They won’t help us.”
“What do you mean? I’ve got a COBRA committee meeting in 25 minutes!”
“I think they know that, sir. That’s why they have us hostage up here -”
“Hostage! What for? Who are they?”
“I understand that they want the London Eye to be nationalised.”
“You’re joking! Really and truly – this is a joke, isn’t it?”
“No, sir. This is just the first of many demands, apparently. They want fun to be owned by the people.”
“What?”
“The Home Secretary is stranded half way up the funicular railway in Aberystwyth, the Deputy Prime Minister is stuck on a boat in the middle of Loch Ness.”
“And who is holding us to ransom, may I ask?”
“The Ministry of Fun, sir.”
“And the joke’s on us, I take it?”
“It rather seems that it is, sir.”